No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street I'm not some lonely person down there begging round your feet Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in You see daddy lost his good job last November And we were way behind on rent by then Mom and dad said, "Baby, always hold your head up high Yeah, and always keep your backside to the wind" No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street I'm not some lonely person down there begging round your feet Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in At first they looked just like another family down on their luck Searching for shelter in a storm But it was then I noticed something different I think more in attitude than in appearance And though it was rather cold that morning As I stepped closer to their circle it seemed to radiate warmth And in this little girls eyes were a light And as I asked her about being homeless She proudly raised her head and said it right No sir, I'm not homeless, my home is in the street We're not some lonely people down here begging round your feet Somehow we stay warm and cozy huddled in the wind No sir, I'm not homeless, we just need a house to put it in